Lyrics

A breeze of atmosphere A fountain of our lives As clouds cross with time An endless tide will sway Sacred notes will sound Imaginations open wide Somebody said it's best when It's hard to find the things we leave behind I look up to the skies Voices in my mind As clouds cross with time An endless tide will sway Sacred notes will sound Imaginations open wide Somebody said it's only voices in my mind The things we leave behind Somebody said it's best when It's hard to find the things we leave behind
Writer(s): Dieter Meier, Boris Blank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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